"That's it, Fu Jin's body is a little weak, you are the head of our three institutes, and I am worried that Fu Jin is also doing his best. and sin is forgiven. ”

Su Peisheng wiped his forehead, does the master can't bear to punish him, or encourages him to continue to care about Fujin like this?

But it's a good thing that he didn't punish him and count him down.

Thanks to him and got up, he stood with his hands bowed in an orderly manner.

The young man on the throne looked as usual, even as if he had just been cold.

He flipped through the page twice, then glanced over again.

"Master, the slave still has something to come back to." Su Peisheng was full of entanglement, this feeling of moving his head was too scary.

"Hmm." The boy still mumbled, and seemed to be even more impatient.

"Listening to Qing'er, Fujin tossed and turned, and he didn't sleep very well." As you speak, pray in your heart, but don't be wrong.

The young man on the main seat suddenly stood up, frowned and took two steps towards him, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand held the scroll and knocked on his hat: "Why didn't you find out before, you talked so much?" ”

Su Peisheng was full of worries, could it be that he was wrong, and knelt down to plead guilty: "The slave is really worried about Fujin, and he is also afraid that the master is worried about Fujin." ”

"You go and see if the thirteenth brother's medicine is ready." The boy put down his book as he spoke, resisted the urge to kick him, and went to the back room.

In the bedroom, the thirteenth elder brother breathed heavily, and his little face was burning red.

For the first time, the boy knew what torment was.

The younger brother, who was closest to him, had a fever and was uncomfortable.

The little Fujin at home is sticky and tight, and he can't even sleep well after tossing and turning.

I tossed and turned so late last night, and today I went to the horse farm to ride a horse, and I fell asleep in his arms in the afternoon, obviously very tired.

Why can't she sleep?

The young man frowned, thought for a moment and couldn't help but snort softly.

It's too clingy, if you get used to it, you will be pampered and proud sooner or later.

What kind of blessing did Huang Ama choose for him?

In the past, the entire Sijiu City said that the youngest daughter of the Wulanala family was well-educated, gentle, elegant and dignified, and only after marrying back did she know that she was just pretending to be dignified.

Oh, the queen is simply a vixen, she must be pretending to be turning around!

Reaching out and touching the round face of the thirteenth elder brother, he warned himself to calm down: The thirteenth brother is sick, and the master has to take care of him.

After two quarters of an hour, the medicine was finally ready.

Hugged the thirteenth elder brother and sat up, fed him medicine and coaxed him to sleep, folded the quilt for him, and the fourth master walked outside.

Su Peisheng thought for a while: "Master, do you want to go back now?" ”

Pressing the irritability in his heart, the young man shook his head, although there was an urge in his heart to suffer again, but it was better to wait for the thirteenth brother to be less hot before leaving.

I picked up the book and continued to read, but I couldn't read it.

The young man quickly flipped through the last few pages that had not been read, closed them and threw them to Su Peisheng: "Go and change the original." ”

Su Peisheng hurriedly left, his mind kept turning, did the master ask him to go back and get another book or let him go back to see if Fujin had slept?

When he came back, the fourth master was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, and stretched out his hand to probe the temperature of the thirteenth elder brother's forehead.

I wanted to give him the book, but I saw that the fourth master got up and walked outside, told the servants who were serving the thirteenth elder brother, and then walked out. The fox fur was not even draped.

Su Peisheng hurriedly picked up the book and hugged Dayu to catch up: "Master, it's cold, you can wear it." Fu Jin had already fallen asleep. ”

The young man took himself and put it on, his footsteps did not stop, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Already asleep?